Watch this when you’re cranky, and you’ll be instantly cured!
I haven’t done anything all that interesting lately, but everyone’s after me to update this thing. So here goes:
Lola had a vet appointment on Friday. She was very brave with her shots and surprisingly well-behaved when surrounded by puppies in the waiting room. This time last year, she embarrassed me to death at the vet’s office, straining on her leash and trying to knock everyone over.
Our girl is growing up!
We went to see 1408 this weekend. It was getting great reviews, as scary movies go, but we left there thinking, “meh.” The plot was full of holes and some of the dialogue was just absurd. And the ending was a great big question mark! Still, it was good for a scare (Patrick’s arm probably still has marks from my fingernails). And the song “We’ve Only Just Begun” by The Carpenters will forever give me the creeps now.
We leave on Thursday for a long weekend in Vermont. Aside from the Ohler wedding, here’s what I’m looking forward to:
- Ben and Jerry’s Factory Tour (point me to the Phish Food, sir!)
- Shopping on Church Street
- This lake aquarium looks cool …
- Maybe a dinner cruise on Lake Champlain?
We will take lots of photos and post them as soon as we’re back. In the meantime, look what closed down 20 years ago this month.
Me: Uh, hi …
Lady: Laaa Laa!
Lady: Oh my gosh, I bet I dialed the wrong number. I call my sister La La and I thought you were her.
Me: My sister used to call me La La and I thought you were her!
Lady: Well isn’t that funny!
Lady: I’ll try again then.
Me: Good luck!
This new show is just too cute for words. Somebody goes around and interviews ordinary people about various topics, and the creator of the Wallace and Gromit cartoons makes little claymation animals “say” everything. They’re so expressive for little lumps of clay! Look how they roll their eyes, wink, sigh …
I could watch them all day.
There’s more on the CBS Web site.
On Saturday we got up early(ish) and went to the Petersburg Farmers Market.
Heee…. the bluegrass band has a groupie.
We got two basil plants. One regular sweet basil, and one Thai sweet. It smells faintly spicy, kind of like a Pad Thai. I don’t know what to do with it, but I couldn’t stop smelling it so it came home with us.
Patrick recently took his Uncle Patrick’s photo and medals to Michael’s to be mounted in a lovely shadowbox. Looky!
A few years ago, I used to tutor a kid with Asperger’s Syndrome. Asperger’s kids are incredibly smart, but lacking in social graces that come naturally to most of us. They take everything literally and don’t seem to sense what another person might be thinking or feeling. The result is a child who can be really impressive — and really, really irritating. You have to remind yourself constantly that it’s not their fault. They simply don’t have the wiring that the rest of us do to monitor how we’re doing socially.
Anyway, Patrick and I were watching the National Spelling Bee on TV last weekend and took the liberty of diagnosing the winner with Asperger’s. Look at this awkward exchange between him and a CNN anchor:
I will write a longer post later, including some movie recommendations and the thrilling tale of our trip to the Farmer’s Market!